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"Yesterday House" is a science fiction short story written by Fritz Leiber and first published in 1952. It deals with distortions of time and reality.
The novel explores love, loss, and obsession with the past, blurring the lines between reality and fantasy. It also raises questions about the nature of time and the power of memory.
¡°Yesterday¡¯s House¡± delves into the complexities of memory and nostalgia, taking readers on a contemplative journey through the protagonist¡¯s personal history. In this story, Fritz Leiber's writing blends fantasy elements with psychological depth to create a narrative that explores how past experiences shape the present self.
Summary
Meeting someone who's been dead for twenty years is shocking enough for anyone with a belief in ghosts?worse for one with none!
The main character, Jack Barry, meets a girl named Mary Alice Pope while exploring a remote island. She believes she is living in 1933, where she lives with her aunts, cut off from the outside world.
Jack is confused and tries to explain that it is 1953, but Mary cannot accept this. Jack leaves the island in a hurry.
Later, Jack meets the wife of his advisor, Martin Keserich, and asks her about Mary. Mrs. Kesserich explains that Mary was the fiancee of Professor Kesserich, who died in an accident in 1933... .
Contents
CHAPTER I. The narrow cove was quiet
CHAPTER II. The exterior of Martin Kesserich's home
CHAPTER III. Jack jumped slightly
CHAPTER IV. Morning sunlight brightened the colors of the wax flowers
CHAPTER V. Same as yesterday
CHAPTER VI. White waves shooting up like dancing ghosts
CHAPTER VII. The little cove was once again as quiet as time's heart